Mickie's Point of View:

"Well I guess that about wraps it up here everyone. I would like to thank you all for coming and being cooperative, now have a nice day. You're all dismissed," Vince said in that booming voice of his as he gathered up his paperwork.

"Vince, I guess I'll see you later. The creative team wants me to come back and pratice my lines," I said to my boss in the midst of watching John getting hit on by the Bella twins, before both of them kiss him on his cheeks. The brunette sneered at the display and turned her attention to her boss.

"That's fine, but I need to speak with you about your attitude during the meeting a few moments ago," Vince said to me, his favorite diva;).

"Vince, I'm sorry. I have just been in a bad mood lately. I'm just tired that's all. I'm so sorry and I promise that it won't happen again," I quickly said, giving my best pout, which never failed me. I have my boss wrapped around my pinky and I probably always wil. This was confirmed when he beamed at me in pride and nodded that he understood.

"I understand Mickie; you do work pretty hard around here. Just as long as it doesn't happen again everything is okay," Vince said tapping my shoulder.

I smiled at him. I am definitely a kiss ass and I am sure that would never change. I kept my innocent smile on as Vince grabbed his things and retreated from the huge conference room. After the door had closed shut behind him, I dropped the smile and innocent phase and rolled my eyes. That was too easy. Just as i went to leave, i heard someone clapping behind me. I jumped slightly at the sudden noise behind me and quickly turned around to see who it was. I was slightly shocked at the person that stood before me.

"I thought you had already left, John," I said as I went back to my previous chair and sat back down.

"No, I figured I would stick around and watch you in action. I must say that yet again you were great," John responded as he walked in front of my chair and sat up on the huge table directly in front of me.

"Are you referring to my acting or my fucking?" I asked sarcastically. I'm still pretty pissed about what happened not just 5 minutes ago.

"What's with the attitude, Micks?" He asked

"What's with the Bella twins kissing your cheek, Asshole?" I asked

"Is that what this is about?"

"I honestly don't care what you do with other girls, John." Um, of course i do. I'm just upset right now

"Yeah right. That would explain why you're sitting there staring daggers through me right now."

"K" I said

"What am I to do Micks?" John asked huffily, "I'm "single", remember?"

"How could I forget, since you flirt with everygirl in the lockeroom." No he doesn't. He's just hot mad

"Whoa, you know thats a god damn lie. I haven't layed an eye on a girl since we got together. Whats your problem?"

"My problem is you got the balls to at least talk to them AND let them kiss you infront of me" I was pretttttty upset

"Well what can I say, I got the charm… why do you think you have been in my bed for the last six months."

"Fuck you"

"You've done that for the last 6 months," John said smuggly, "And I have the nail marks on my back to prove it."

"John do you ever take anything serious?" I asked getting annoyed.

"Micks what do you want me to say, huh?"

"Nothing John… absolutely nothing."

John's Point of View:

I could see that she was upset now, I hated seeing her upset in anyway, although when she was pissed off she was even hotter.

"I'm going to tell you like you told me last week when your little ex-boyfriend came over and interrupted our amazing time together; you knew what we were getting into from the start… and no one has my eys but you..."

"John, I said that because you were so pissed off that you wanted to go downstairs and kick his ass, and I couldn't have you doing that."

"So now you want us to be more?"

"No. I told you last time that I didn't want us to be-"

"No Micks. When I asked you if you wanted to be more you said you didn't know. You never gave me a straight yes or no, which you never do."

"How can I John when I have no fucking earthly idea what this is between us."

"Are you in love with me, Micks?" I asked seriously. I knew my feelings for Mickie had surpassed sex alone. This whole affair had begun because of me… because i wanted her so badly. Even then i didn't know what my actual feelings for her were, but i knew that no matter what, i needed to be with her then at that moment. Just like i needed to be with her now. I would admit that he hated that asshole of an ex boyfriend. He was not worthy of someone like Mickie. So naturally o got upset anytime i even thought about them being together. It had nothing to do with me being in love her…

"No."

"Then there is no problem. There is nothing to figure out here, Micks. We screw each other and that's all."

Mickie's Point of view:

It hurt me to say no. I felt a small pang in her heart when i said it, and if i had not known any better, i could have sworn that i saw something that resembled hurt and anguish in John's eyes when i said no. That was impossible though, he had said before that he was not in love with her. I hated these thoughts and feelings coming between us. It was better when we just had sex and he left in the morning and i went back to my career, and John went back to his girlfriend and his career.

No one's point of view:

Without another word uttered between the two, she stood up and walked to the door. figured she was done and he could feel a tightening in his chest as he watched Mickie walk away from him, but he ignored the feeling, much like he did with any other emotion that she elicited from him, unless it was desire or pleasure. He looked on in confusion as she locked the door and took her shirt off tossing it carelessly to the side. She walked back over to him calmly and in midst of doing so, she pulled off her jeans and panties in one swift movement. He was still seated up on the huge table as he watched her walk towards him. She stepped between his legs and leaned forward. He closed his eyes waiting for her lips to meet his in a smoldering kiss… but they never came. Before he could open his eyes to see what she was doing, he felt her warm breath on his ear.

"What do you want, John?" she whispered softly.

He was confused. What did she mean by that question? Was she asking if he wanted her or someone else? Was she asking what he wanted from her sexually? Was she asking what he wanted from his career? Was she asking him what he wanted form life? What was she asking him?

"What are you asking me, Micks?"

"What do you want?" she repeated, "It's a simple question."

"Nothing is simple with you."

Mickie smiled at that and reached down and pulled John's shirt up and over his head. She tossed the material carelessly to the side, much like she had done with her own shirt. Her lips made their way to the burly man's neck and she sucked delicately on a sensitive spot for a moment, reveling in his soft groans of approval. Pulling back, she stared into his fiery eyes and spoke again.

"What do you want, John?" as he stared into her eyes, this time he knew that without a doubt her question carried more weight than she was letting on. He knew what he wanted, but he had no idea how to say it. More importantly he did not know if his answer would signify anything more than sex between them. He had no idea if he truly wanted that. He wanted something, but he knew it wasn't anybody else.

"I don't know, Micks. I honestly don't know."

She lightly pushed him back on the table and climbed on top of him, straddling his muscular waist. As she rubbed her naked heat against the denim covered bulge in the front of his pants, she began to slowly undo his jeans. With his help she removed his pants… ridding him of his shoes and socks in the process. She was now rocking back and forth on his hardened manhood through his boxers. His eyes were closed and she knew he was going insane, especially since he was squeezing the life out of her hips to keep from losing control. In the blink of an eye he had switched their positions and he was now on top of her, lying between her legs.

John slid his right hand down between their bodies and reached his destination. When he felt her heat and how ready she was, he groaned in response. He stood up on his knees and freed himself of his boxers quickly, before settling between Mickie's legs once again. He stared down at her beautiful face covered in ecstasy and he entered her slowly. Her body immediately responded to his entrance, convulsing around his manhood in the most delicious way. Usually they would not take it slow. It was usually fast, hard and heated… but not right then. Something was different about that particular moment. He wanted things to go slow now… and judging from Mickie's whimpers and moans, she did not seem to have any objections either.

He stared at her face as he moved at a moderate rhythm within her. He leaned down and nipped at her neck a bit in delight. She felt so good around him that he wanted to scream. He felt her clutching at him trying to pull him deeper into her and then running her nails along his tail bone. The move made his body ache for more of her. The ache only intensified when she dug her nails into his back and ran them firmly up and down his back in pleasure. She was close, he could tell. Her inner walls was clutching around him at a rapid speed now and her juices were coating his pelvis… he wasn't that far off himself, but he wanted her to reach her peak first.

"Ohhh Johnny… please… faster…"

He sped up to a quicker pace and added a little more power to his thrust. His goal now was to send her completely over the edge. Her moans became louder and he quickly covered her mouth with his own. All they needed was for someone outside to hear them and report back to Vince for all of this to completely go south. He never allowed his mouth to leave hers and her moans and pleas only got louder and more intense. She let out a shrill cry into his mouth as she climaxed in a quivering and perspiring heap beneath him.

She felt him pulsating inside her, so she knew he was about to reach his peak as well. He had buried his head in her neck after she had finally finished her release. His warm breath was sending tingles throughout her body. His breathing was heavy against her neck. His low groans and whimpers were being engulfed by her hair and the table beneath them. John let out a wail and came inside of the brown-eyed beauty that rested spent beneath him. The two alleviated their breathing and shared a light kiss. John broke the kiss and stared down at Mickie, knowing that if they ever decided to become more, things would take a turn for the worst and neither of them was ready for that. It was better to keep their relationship physical instead of emotional… but God help him if she was not one of the most beautiful beings that he had ever seen in his life.

She loved when they had sex, because it meant that for a short time they belonged to each other and they didn't have to deal with significant others or questions about their feelings. However, she wanted to know how John felt. She could feel it… things were about to become much more complicated than they already were. Mickie continued to stare up at John before she asked him an all too familiar question.

"What do you want, John?"

As he stared at her in fascination and bliss-deciding that she was worth the trouble that they were about to embark upon- right then and there he knew exactly what he wanted.

"You"

Tehe. So if you noticed Mickie knows about him and Liz breaking Up. I skipped it because i did'nt have an idea. I hoped you like it. Review and ill update soon!;)

-SR